1st date jitters

"Is it weird that I'm so nervous?" Yaz asked Beatriz.

"Why would it be weird? First date jitters are pretty normal." Bea replied. She had been helping Yaz get ready and go over her plans for her date.

"I don't know. I guess you're right. It's just that Mr. Stuart, I mean Eric, well, I don't know. I just want things to go right."

Bea put a hand on Yaz's shoulder. "Don't worry. You got this."

Right, Yaz thought, looking in the mirror. No way he can resist this. She had gone all out. A gift basket had arrived from Eric. Inside were 47 issues of Cosmo, a half eaten donut, and basically all the tools Beatriz used at work. She'd offered to give Yaz a mani-pedi and she'd taken her up on it. She'd even given her a wax and done her makeup.

Yaz had packed lots of clothes, but nothing really fit her right anymore. A quick shopping trip later and she was dressed in a crimson floor length dress with a slit to her hips on one side. It was tight on her hips and her bust and exposed her whole neck with an off the shoulder cut. She wore a tight gold necklace and gold hoop earrings to complete her look.

She had made a dinner reservation at a fine dining restaurant. Unlike dinner in the great hall, she'd actually had to fork over BP to arrange for dinner.

All told she had spent most of her BP on this date. She needed this date to go well. She wanted to change how he saw her. Not as his old boss or too young intern, but as someone he could be with. An equal, a partner.

Yaz 4998 BP -> 198 BP

"Ok, wish me luck. Thank you for all your help." Yaz waved bye and set off for the restaurant. She had let him know to meet her there.

As she neared the restaurant she saw Eric standing there waiting. He was wearing a nice suit and looked as nervous as she felt.

"Mr. Stuart, I mean Eric, you look dashing this evening." She walked up to him and gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek.

"Oh, thank you Yaz. You are quite stunning yourself." Eric wasn't kidding. He'd seen her new body already, but not done up like this. She was radiant, she looked elegant and poised, but also seemed to exude sexual energy. Her every movement drew attention to her curves and he had to concentrate to keep himself focused.

"I know." She giggled, "Are you hungry, they told me this place has the best steaks on the ship." She took his hand and led him inside.

Dinner was awkward at first. It was hard to feel organic given the circumstances, and they were both weighted down by their memories.

Eric was still seeing his boss sitting across from him. Yes she was a beautiful young woman now, but she was also decades his senior, and someone he had always looked up to as a role model. Furthermore he had only found out yesterday that his girlfriend was cheating and now he was on a date with someone else. He hadn't even broken up officially, they hadn't talked at all.

Yaz had the opposite issue. As much as she tried to reach into her old memories to see how she had seduced men in the past, how she was powerful and confident, she kept coming back to her new life. Where Eric was her imposing and powerful older boss, and she was just a fresh graduate learning the ropes with no history of dating real men. She tried to project that confidence of her old self, but she felt like an imposter.

Yaz did have one thing right though, the food was fantastic, and she had choosen an excellent wine to pair with. As they ate and drank they started to loosen up with each other. They stayed away from recent events, and found themselves talking about Toronto. The city they both moved to as adults for new opportunities. In both realities Yaz had chosen Toronto for the same reason, it was really a beautiful mosaic of people. There was so much so see and do, so many different ways of living all in the same place. Eric's motivation was simpler, it was where all the best firms in the country had set up shop, but he would agree with Yaz on her point too.

"You know what, this is really nice, Yaz. Thank you for taking me out tonight. To be honest I was a little afraid you would just try to corner me in the suite and seduce me."

"Darling, real seduction takes time, it takes effort. Any girl can drop her clothes and spread her legs, but it takes skill to really make a man want you." Yaz took another sip. Trying to push her embarrassment down and be bold like her old self. "But also to be honest I did consider just that. " She gave a little laugh. "The truth is I'm having some more trouble than I expected with my transformation. I do look and feel great, just like I wanted. I have the chance to do everything differently, have a whole new life. It's just what I wanted from this show…" she trailed off for a moment. "Except, I've lost something of what made me, well, me. My memories, the real ones, feel far away now. I know I wanted to join this show. I wanted you too Eric, I was old, not dead. But I also really wanted that wish. And now, it's hard remembering why.

When I was a kid, in my original life, my home was a happy place. At least for me it was. I could walk the streets of Tehran as I'm dressed now and I would turn heads for sure, but I would have made it home alright. Today, I could be killed for looking as I do. I lost my country, but more importantly I lost my family. I thought I could do something about that, change the fate of Iran. Now I can still remember all that when I try, but it's like it happened to another person. And this is only the beginning. Really, what I am getting at, is I want to ask you a favour. Two really. The first, if I do end up with that wish, remind me of who I was before I use it. And two, if I don't win, do the same for whoever does." With that Yaz drained the rest of her glass.

Eric thought for of moment. "I understand, well, a little bit. I have these new memories of you too, but I think it has far less effect on me. I promise I will do everything I can to protect you, and the others, and remind you of who you used to be."

After that they got back to less serious topics. Having been more open with each other, they found they could just talk about things that didn't really matter. Art and music, movies and television. They had some awkward moments, but overall as the night worn down they were both feeling good about their date.

After dinner Yaz asked him to walk with her. She led him outside and to the bow of the boat. It was cold and he took his jacket off and gave it to her. They said nothing for a while and just listened to the ocean and stared at the stars.

Finally Eric broke the silence. "Oh all the weird things that I've seen lately, that sky freaks me out the most. Nothing looks right. There are no familiar constellations, the sun is too large during the day, there are two moons at night. As foreign as everything is on the boat you could pretend we were just sailing the Atlantic, but come outside and you know we are so far from home."

Yaz leaned her head into his arm. "You're right. It really is a brand new world for us." Eventually it got too late, and too cold, and they headed back to the Master's suite. Yaz was stunned by the contrast with her own quarters. She knew he would have something nice, but never imagined this.

"Wow Mr. Stuart, this looks amazing." Yaz said honestly. Three was standing by the elevator waiting for them.

"Good evening Master, Ms. Hassan, I hope you had a wonderful evening. Can I get you anything? Wine, chocolate, coffee?" She asked.

"No thank you Three. I think we'd just like to be left alone for now." Eric answered. He could see disappointed in Three's face, but she nodded and left down one of the hallways. Eric led Yaz to the bedroom.

Yaz smiled at him and turned her back to him. "Oh Mr. Stuart, could you help me with my dress, it zips at the back."

Eric gently grabbed the zipper and pulled. Yaz slid the dress off her shoulders and then let it drop to the floor. She turned to face him. She was wearing a black strapless bra and a matching thong. Eric's heart started to race. Yaz reached out and touched his chest, and then slowly slide her hand down until she felt his hardening penis though his pants. She grabbed it. "Oh did I do that? Well you won't be able to sleep like this, I really should help you out." She opened his zipper and pulled his dick out of his boxers. Then she knelt down in front and looked up at him. She smiled and then slowly brought her mouth to his now throbbing penis. She licked the head and then quickly took as much into her mouth as she could. Yaz knew she had done this many times before, but in the moment those old memories failed her. Yaz the intern wasn't a virgin, but she did not have much experience. Still, she had enough enthusiasm that Eric was truly enjoying the experience. She bobbed up and down on his penis and he closed his eyes and got lost in the sensations. He didn't last very long before he felt the pressure rising. He surprised even himself as he started shooting into her mouth.

Yaz tried to swallow it all, but she hadn't been ready and there was just too much. It overflowed her mouth and dripped onto her chin.

Blowjob + 6VPs

First x2

She did her best to clean the cum off his dick, then took her finger and wiped it off her face. She stood at looked into his eyes, then stuck her finger in her mouth and licked the rest off. "Thank you Mr. Stuart, I hope you found my performance acceptable."

Eric was speechless. It had been incredible and even though he was spent he wanted more. He wanted to tear her clothes off and throw her on the bed. Except he wasn't sure if any of this was right. Wasn't he dating Stephanie, is this going too fast? He was conflicted and he hesitated. Before he could think of anything to say Yaz made a decision for him.

"Be sure to remember that in my performance review Mr. Stuart. Now I'm going to go freshen up for bed. I'm sure you are just as tired as I am and I'm looking forward to this beautiful cozy bed." He watched her as she walked away, her ass looked amazing and he felt his dick stiring again despite himself.

When she returned she was wearing a silk nightie. She got under the covers with him and snuggled up beside him. Soon they were both asleep.

Three watched them fall asleep from the screen in her room, part of the Master's suite. One of the Twos had told her a tip, she could get better by watching. She hit rewind, better watch it again, she thought.

The next morning Yaz woke up first. Eric had rolled away in the night and had his back to her. She reflected on last night, it went even better than she had hoped. She noticed Eric start to stir and then was startled by the appearance of Three. She was holding two coffee cups and had a newspaper rolled under her arm.

"Good morning Master, Ms. Hassan. I've brought coffee and the latest copy of the news." Eric sat up and took the offered coffee and paper.

Yaz was surprised to find hers was a hazelnut latte, her favourite. She looked over at the paper Eric was holding. "Wait, that's not a real paper is it?"

"Of course it's real, I made it!" Three said harshly. "I sent the Twos to get some hard hitting facts for me to publish." Yaz looked at her incredulously, then over to the paper that Eric was reading.

Harem Hotel Gazette. Issue 2

The best kept secret of 'The Master's Prize'? The Casino. Located on deck 17 the Casino has ever type of gambling you can imagine. The Gazette heard rumours that the machines were rigged so we sent two of our best and only reporters to investigate.

Our reporters spent four hours putting BP after BP into the slot machines. When they were done they had no BP left. They returned to the Gazette convinced that the machines are rigged, but this Editor thinks there is more to the story. Find out more next issue when we return to the Casino to try again.

"Wow Three, that was, uh, great. No spying at all." Three beamed at him.

"Spying? What do you mean?" Yaz asked. Eric hesitated, not wanting to tell Yaz how he could watch them if he wanted to.

"Oh yesterday I gave him a paper with articles all about what everyone did yesterday. I also told him how he could watch live feeds of each of you from his tv." Three offered cheerfully.

"Hmm knowing Eric I'm sure he declined. How boring." Yaz teased him. She turned to look at Three."Thank you for the coffee. It was a nice touch. And thank you Eric for last night. I'll let you get ready on your own. I'm going to go join the girls for breakfast."

After Yaz had left Eric sat at a table on his balcony. He had his coffee in one hand and the BP tablet in the other. He had to find ways to spend this, before Isla did.

He stopped on one option, well it's not a lot of BP, but it wasn't horrible either.

Purchase slot machine for Great Hall - 200BP

Eric 4200 BP -> 4000

It was a weird option, and maybe it was rigged, but the girls could just avoid it. Besides there was already an entire casino on board, they could already gamble if they wanted to.